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  • Nonna,hai mangiato tu le mie ascelle?
    -no è stato ribexen espettorante
    e non hai visto la vetrina?

    eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh
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    • uff ancora 21 post e ke kaxxo le istituzioni son merde!
      anzi,sapete cosa vi dico:

      pipol equal scit
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      • gli aneddoti sono un'invenzione del governo
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        • anzi,sai cosa ti dico?
          io esco e vado col primo che incontro...

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          • no!
            i miei calzini sono finiti nel tritapasta e ora?
            -c'è carta igienica foxy,per un culo + morbido signora!
            oh grazie
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            • This is out of our range [x3]
              no
              This is getting to be [x3]
              gross
              I'm a negative creep [x3]
              and I'm stoned
              I'm a negative creep [x3]
              and I'm
              I'm
              Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more [x6]

              This is out of our range [x3]
              no
              This is getting to be [x3]
              gross
              I'm a negative creep [x3]
              and I'm stoned
              I'm a negative creep [x3]
              and I'm
              I'm
              Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more [x4]

              Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more [x8]
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              • ora sposta il mouse sul target
                spingi due volte velocemente
                ti sposti col destro!
                ecco vai ora hiddati caxxo!
                spe nasconditi dietro l'albero.ecco ha fizzato
                vai altra martellata
                bravissimo l'hai ucciso
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                • GHGH


                  Edited by CoNtOz RuLeZ

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                  • ma hai rotto la camicia e non sai dove lasciare il cane?ai da troni ottimismo senza paragoni!
                    -ma...e se mi balla la dentiera?
                    dove c'è barilla c'è casa
                    -ah
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                    • I JUST WANT SOMETHING...I CAN NEVER HAAAAAAAVE
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                      • come on tell me
                        you make this all go away
                        you make this all go away
                        I'm down to just one thing
                        and I'm starting to scare myself
                        you make this all go away
                        you make this all go way

                        I just want something
                        I just want something I can never have
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                        • I still recall the taste of my tears
                          echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears
                          my favorite dreams of you still wash ashore
                          scraping through my head 'till I don't want to sleep anymore

                          come on tell me
                          you make this all go away
                          you make this all go away
                          I'm down to just one thing
                          and I'm starting to scare myself
                          you make this all go away
                          you make this all go way

                          I just want something
                          I just want something I can never have

                          you always were the one to show me how
                          back then i couldn't do the things that I can do now
                          this is slowly take me apart
                          grey would be the color if I had a heart

                          you make this all go away
                          you make this all go away
                          I'm down to just one thing
                          and I'm starting to scare myself
                          you make this all go away
                          you make this all go way

                          I just want something
                          I just want something I can never have

                          in this place it seems like such a same
                          though it all looks different now
                          I know it's still the same
                          everywhere i look you're all I see
                          just a fading fucking reminder of who i used to be

                          come on tell me
                          you make this all go away
                          you make this all go away
                          I'm down to just one thing
                          and I'm starting to scare myself
                          you make this all go away
                          you make it all go way

                          I just want something
                          I just want something I can never have
                          I just want something I can never have
                          [think I know what you meant
                          that night on my bed
                          still picking at this scab
                          I wish you were dead
                          you sweet and Perry Ellis
                          just stains on my sheets]
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                          • God money, I'll do anything for you
                            God money just tell me what you want me to
                            God money nail me up against the wall
                            God money don't want everything he wants it all

                            no you can't take it, no you can't take it,
                            no you can't take that away from me
                            no you can't take it, no you can't take it,
                            no you can't take that away from me

                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control
                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control

                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve
                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve

                            God money's not looking for the cure
                            God money's not concerned about the sick among the pure
                            God money let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised
                            God money's not one to choose

                            no you can't take it, no you can't take it,
                            no you can't take that away from me
                            no you can't take it, no you can't take it,
                            no you can't take that away from me

                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control
                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control

                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve
                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve

                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve
                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve

                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control
                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control
                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control
                            head like a hole
                            black as your soul
                            I'd rather die than give you control

                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve
                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve
                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve
                            bow down before the one you serve
                            you're going to get what you deserve
                            [You know who you are]
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                            • i want to know everything
                              i want to be everywhere
                              i want to fuck everyone in the world
                              i want to do something that matters
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                              • i hurt myself today
                                to see if i still feel
                                i focus on the pain
                                the only thing that's real
                                the needle tears a hole
                                the old familiar sting
                                try to kill it all away
                                but i remember everything
                                what have i become?
                                my sweetest friend
                                everyone i know
                                goes away in the end
                                you could have it all
                                my empire of dirt
                                i will let you down
                                i will make you hurt
                                i wear my crown of shit
                                on my liar's chair
                                full of broken thoughts
                                i cannot repair
                                beneath the stain of time
                                the feeling disappears
                                you are someone else
                                i am still right here
                                what have i become?
                                my sweetest friend
                                everyone i know
                                goes away in the end
                                you could have it all
                                my empire of dirt
                                i will let you down
                                i will make you hurt
                                if i could start again
                                a million miles away
                                i would keep myself
                                i would find a way
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